Harry Potter Promise NR.11 - Sex Stories

Harry Potter Promise NR.11

... mother. Mistress was so distraught, her brave and noble son, vanished, dead." Harry bit his lip. "He drank the potion and took the locket, didn't he." It wasn't a question, but Kreacher nodded miserably. "He drank, and saw horrible things. The potion made Kreacher and Master relive… nightmares." He shivered. "When the basin was empty, Master Regulus took out the locket and gave it to Kreacher. He put in a fake, and told Kreacher to leave and destroy the locket. Before Kreacher did so, he saw Master dragged underneath the water by the dead bodies." Harry couldn't suppress his shiver at the image of anyone dying that way. It must have been horrible. "I'm so sorry for what you've been through, Kreacher." Kreacher hiccoughed, and peered up at Harry. "Godson of nasty Master feels sorry for Kreacher?" Harry nodded, smiling reassuringly. "What you went through was horrible, Kreacher." He hesitated. "Would you like to take a seat? Ginny and I would like to talk to you, and we should all be comfortable, right?" Kreacher looked like he wanted to start crying again, but managed to contain himself, and hesitantly took a seat at the table Harry and Ginny had been working at. Harry and Ginny also sat back down. Ginny leaned forward slightly, her warm brown eyes compassionate. "Kreacher, did you know what Regulus was doing when he took that locket?" Kreacher looked at her, eyes wide. "Master said he knew how to end the war." Ginny nodded and took a deep breath. "That locket was one of ...

... several objects that we believe are tying Voldemort to life." Kreacher shivered a little at the name, but didn't speak. "Harry and I are working towards removing those tethers, so that we can kill him, once and for all." "Basically, we're trying to continue the work Regulus was doing when he died," Harry summarized, hoping that the elf would be willing to help them. Sirius had many horror stories about how awful this elf was growing up, but Harry knew that house elves mostly emulated their master's beliefs. Kreacher would have been awful, but only because Sirius' parents had acted that way. He would have just followed his Master and Mistress' attitude to please her. Kreacher's eyes got even wider. "Potter boy will help Kreacher? Kreacher won't fail anymore?" Harry nodded. "We'll help you destroy the locket, Kreacher. I promise." Kreacher's mouth twitched, and Harry realized that the elf was trying to smile, but the notion must have been so foreign to him that he wasn't sure how. He was about to speak, when Kreacher popped away. Harry and Ginny barely had time to look at each other before the elf was back. In his hands was a gaudy locket. He held it out to Harry gingerly. "Kreacher tried throwing it in the fire. He tried freezing it and breaking it, but nothing worked. Kreacher is sure the way to destroy it is by opening it, but it won't open." Harry took the locket and examined it. It was overly large, and gold, with an 'S' on the front, made up of emeralds. He raised an eyebrow ...